She's perfect, my J. Sunday, she agreed to a week long discipline session. This does not mean constant punishment. There is a difference between discipline and punishment. She's broken no rules, so there is no punishment involved. First off, she needs to get over her body image issues, and so I told her no clothes for … Continue reading Chain Gang
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I’ve been a Bad Girl
Yep. Bad. Not just Bad. Terrible. I was feeling neglected by Uncle and so I intentionally broke a few rules - some REALLY important ones. Now, I'm not feeling neglected at all. I'm feeling ashamed, humiliated, loved, protected and sorry. Which rules did I break? Don't Lie to Uncle Don't be out past 9 p.m. … Continue reading I’ve been a Bad Girl
Trio
"I can do it," Megan stated. "I can do whatever you want me to do. You know I can." "This will be the biggest challenge I've given you," Ken warned. "I know, but I'm ready." Ken crossed his arms over his chest and thought about it. Since Megan had become his submissive 8 months ago, … Continue reading Trio
Date Night – 5
I've done it. Taken everything like a good girl. I'm so filled with need now I can barely stand. Uncle unchains me, removes the chain from my teeth. He adjusts the ropes on my writs and spreads them wide. I can't stop myself from begging. Begging for him to fuck me, to let me come, … Continue reading Date Night – 5
Date Night – 3
"Now give me your hands." I held them out to him. I felt rough rope being tied around them and then I was facing the wall. Uncle had installed pulleys into the ceiling. He kept ropes attached to these which came in useful for his woodworking hobby as well as for my bondage. With the … Continue reading Date Night – 3
Date Night – 2
Uncle removed my bra. He then walked me over to stand with my back to a wall. The rough wood scrapped, but was smooth enough that I didn't worry about splinters. He sucked on my nipples and I moaned. I swear that every nerve in my body begins with my nipples! He tugged and bit … Continue reading Date Night – 2
Date Night – 1
Date night. That's what the text said. I knew exactly what that meant. Uncle (no, he's not really my uncle! He wanted a title, however, that showed power yet was different from most other D/s relationships.) needed me to be totally and completely under his control tonight. Oh I could still use my safe word, … Continue reading Date Night – 1
Date Night – 4
I'm not sure how, but I was a good girl for Uncle. I cried and I wiggled, but I did not speak, nor did I turn around in a vain attempt to avoid his belt. He had been in no mood for mercy, so by bottom was on fire and, I had no doubt, was … Continue reading Date Night – 4
Submitting to Milord – Final
Yesterday was our final day at our retreat. Today, it's back to reality, but with a whole different perspective. First, I still wear the chastity belt - with both plugs in it - beneath my clothing. Milord has promised that when he returns to work he will remove the plugs. Second, I now wear a … Continue reading Submitting to Milord – Final
Submitting to Milord – 5
Milord has a new bondage for me. A Chastity belt. On the first day I wore it, he made love to me. Then, he strapped on the belt. I didn't like it - at least not at first - because I didn't think I'd be able to keep myself clean. I was mistaken. The openings … Continue reading Submitting to Milord – 5
Anarie Brady 